I love my readers and am glad to have the little fan-base that I have. There is some things that I can't add accurately though. I am a young author and person in general. Only being 18 I and never have been intimate with another male limits what I can write about with the realism. Any descriptions or tips would help in that aspect.
Also some readers debate the realism of the size of Miss Richards, if I have seen real people shoving two liters of soda, multiple dildos, or horse cocks up their butts then someone can indeed do so with Miss Richards.
Disclaimer: I am over 18 if you are under 18 and/or offended by teenage male and a transgendered adult having sex. Any connection between the characters in this story and those in real life is pure coincidence.
This is a work of fiction.
Miss Richards: The Enticement
"Who can tell me a play by the wonderful writer William Shakespeare?"
"Romeo and Juliet!"
"Good, that is a famous play Brittany. How much do you know about the play?"
"That Leonardo DeCaprio is dreamy and sexy."
"Not exactly what I was looking for, anyone else care to discuss the play?"
"It is the story of two lovers who were never meant to be yet they loved without question and this brought their demise, but it never stopped them and they loved till the end. Through their ultimate sacrifice they sent a message louder than words could ever express. That love can find a way no matter the forces against it."
"I'm impressed Mr. Alexander."
"Thanks, it's the world's first chick flick -chuckle-."
"Funny, but not true, anyway the point is that we will be studying Shakespeare's work this semester and you will have a partner this semester. We have 15 boys and 15 girls in this class. You will pair up with a member of the opposite sex by a random drawing and each of you will read his plays. The point is to see the interpretations and reactions that each sex has to different works of literature, and who knows, maybe love will find a way into some of your young hearts."
The general consensus of her assignment for the next 18 weeks was one of mixed fear and amorous anticipation for most. Me, well the idea of being with a girl, after being with Miss Richards the other day, was not high on my list of wants.
"Alright, which 15 should be able to draw from the hat? Boys or girls?"
The crowd of students erupted in a mess of girls or boys. Arguments which I could care less about erupted and I could already tell this would be horrible. That was until I looked over to my right. In the desk beside me was Sandy Dee. She was sitting as quiet as can be seeming content with whatever outcome were to happen. Sandy was actually pretty, well, pretty. She wasn't the type of girl you would pass and say that girl was amazingly hot. She was that girl you saw on a bench and wanted to sit next to and see what she did next. She had light red hair too dark to be orange, her lips were small and puckered slightly as if always waiting for a guy to come by and part them with a gentle kiss, but what was probably most enticing about Sandy was her smoky gray eyes. They always shimmered no matter whether it was dark or light. They sucked you in with an otherworldly glow.
"Boys. Alright all the guys come form a line in front of my desk and draw the name of your partner."
Waiting in line was bore some. Guys in front of me were celebrating in their success or lamenting in their poor fate.
"Alright Mr. Alexander, time for you to choose who your partner will be. Reach into the hat and say your partners name out loud."
My heart raced as my hand plunged deep into Miss Richards's personal fedora. It matched perfectly with her pinstripe suit. The suit jacket clung tightly to her frame, accenting her shoulders which added to the effect of her cleavage which was lifted by her clinging green v-cut shirt. Her pants hung perfectly over her luscious ass with no hint of her other asset in sight.
"Well, who is your partner Mr. Alexander?"
She said this while looking down at a piece of paper waiting to write a name down.
"Sandy Dee."
My face lit up with surprise as my lips mouthed the words.
"Alright everyone now go team up with your partners and begin getting to know each other and see how your views are."
I sat back in my desk, which coincidently was right next to Sandy's and so I didn't really have to move my desk at all. I turned to look at sandy and she was beaming in my direction.
"Uhm, hi, I'm Derek, I don't think we've actually ever formally met?"
"You're the one that lives on Bradly Street right?"
"Uh, yeah, how do you know where I live?"
"Well I used to be your neighbor a few years back then my mom married some rich prick and we moved to the other side of town. So are the Jacobs still living on the corner house?"
"Yeah, but Tom's wife died last year. She was in a car accident with some drunk, my dad told me about it."
"Oh, that is so sad, I think I'll drop by and check up with them, my parents and them used to be really close. Do you know when he usually works?"
"Yeah, he usually is home right after school, picks Katy up from school usually."
"Hey do you think I could come home with you today, I would really like to stop by their house, and then maybe we could work on the project a little more and hang out?"
"Sure, I ride the bus home, is that all right?"
"Of course silly, I used to ride the yellow submarine too you know -giggle-."
"Do you need to grab anything before we head out to the bus?"
"Uhm..."
She paused as if trying to make a decision that was very important. Her eyes sort of glazed then beamed again.
"Nope!"
Her enthusiasm burst through and we both were caught in laughter. As we laughed though I turned to look at Miss Richards who too was beaming with joy in our direction and for a moment it struck me and my dream came back to me. I felt bad for leaving Miss Richards, but she seemed happy with me finding someone to connect to.
"Hold on, I'll be right back I gotta ask Miss Richards something."
"K."
As I walked over to her desk she shifted a little in her pants and pulled her shoulders erect flaring out her cleavage ever slightly making my heart race as I neared her presence.
"Hey Miss Richards."
"Yes Alexander? What can I help you with?"
Her tone was light, as if she was making a genuine inquiry into how she could assist me.
"Oh nothing just wanted to tell you something that happened to me last night, that's all."
"Oh, well, do we need a little privacy?"
"That would probably be better."
I said this with a blush as my cheeks puffed with fresh blood and she acted fast.
"You students be good, I will be back before the bell rings, just talk amongst yourselves and if anyone comes in just continue what you're doing and I'll fill them in on your project."
She spoke with such authority nobody questioned why I was following right behind her. Sandy didn't seem too concerned she was talking to some of her friends around her desk.
Miss Richards pulled me into one of the female restrooms and locked it. After a quick inspection she turned to me.
"Ok Alexander, what happened to you last night that I need to know about?"
"Well I had a dream..."
"Oh, well what happened in this dream of yours?"
She took a step forward and undid one button on her blouse.
"Well I was in bed..."
"Go on."
"And you were on top of me..."
Another step, she was right on me, her bountiful breasts were free and pressing into me.
"Were you on your back or your stomach?"
Her hand grabbed a hold of mine and moved it into her pants. I felt her pubic hair. It was trimmed and soft like silk. A welcome carpet to the grand premier.
"Back, and you were deep inside me, thrusting your huge cock..."
She pressed her nipple into my mouth and my hand onto her throbbing member. I sucked as she was growing more forceful as if her raging lust was unleashing a more uncontrollable beast deep down. Her gigantic penis pulsed larger as my hand gripped around it. I could feel the veins along its length. There was one vein on top which pulsed with such strength that I could actually feel her heart race with every second that passed.
"Now you're going to suck my cock, and you better do it good, otherwise you will be stuck here after the bell rings and your precious Sandy Dee will wonder the halls wondering why you ditched her."
Her words struck home as I undid her zipper and reached inside to pull out her hungry monster.
"That's it, now put your mouth to it and suck, you better not lose control and let it slip or there will be hell to pay you bitch."
My mouth closed on the big head of her member and already my mouth was stretched to the point where I could barely breathe let alone suck, but I tried and she moaned with delight as I could feel pre-cum pour from the tip.
"Stroke the shaft you cock sucking whore. Do it for me you slut."
My hand reached up, and started stroking as fast as I could. I saw it in her eyes, and knew from the way her dick pulsed that she was close, the control over me was in her veins and it turned her on even more. I was her slut, she was in control of me. She was in my dreams, I quivered for her to fill me with her seed, and as I pumped on her swollen leaking prick she moaned hard and shoved all the way into my throat. My eyes bugged out of my head and then I felt it. Blast after blast of cum flooded my stomach. She pulsed in my throat. I wish I could have seen the obscene sight of my neck with a huge cock filling it out like only she could.
"Oh god you did such a good job Alexander. God you made momma feel so good."
She said this as she pulled her still semi-hard member from my throat. The sight of it glistening with the saliva from my throat and the remnants of her cum was a sight that turned me on so much that I felt my orgasm hit me without a single touch. The way it hung outside of her black pants, a gorgeous amazon goddess standing tall dressed in black with a porcelain white humungous cock hanging loosely half way to her knees covered in spit taking from the throat of her cocksucking slut.
"Clean up Mr. Alexander and then we shall head back to class, we still have ten minutes till the bell rings."
Well that concludes Part 3, my apologies for taking so long, but writers block is a bitch. Well remember to leave me tons of good e-mails and I will always give a message back or just send an invite to chat on messenger. Part 4 will be underway with the beautiful Sandy Dee, any suggestions are always welcome.
Kisses to all - muah-